If you got a sweet tooth,You can taste my watermelonsIf the swing set bores youI can show you all my talentsI can wear a tan like other bitches can'tYou can have all this, boy!And there's only one thing that I want from you

If the world starts freezing, I can make it hot and humidIf you get a bee-sting, I can suck out all the poisonI can make you last like all the bitches can'tHave I made it clear, boy?There's only one thing that I want from you, hey!

I'm only fucking with youFuck you for thinking it's trueI'm not like the sluts in this townThey make me blehh in my mouthI wanna ride on your bike'Cause you're the boy that I likeIt's like I'm a sell out for youBut your bike's so shiny and new, shiny and new

She's distracted by my reflectors, man, I can tell the chick's attractedMy wheels spoke to her, my Schwinn is a chick magnetBagging up chicks like a bag of chipsWith a bag of prophylactics as big as Mick Jagger lipsShagging's something I'm a pro at, but I ain't practicing shitAllen Iverson has safe sex, condoms are for practice, man, I skip practiceFlip backwards while I flip this bike on its banana seatMy fantasy's to have you land where the kick stand isGot this bitch gagging, they call me the broad killerI'm the cousin of Godzilla'Cause I spit fire and my dick is draggin'Zig-zaggin' up the avenue, pulling these chicks in my antagonist wagon,Screamin'...